Текст песни Alabama - Song Of The South
Alabama - Song Of The South слова песни
Chorus:Song, song of the southSweet potato pie and I shut my mouthGone, gone with the windThere ain`t nobody looking back againCotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditchWe all picked the cotton but we never got richDaddy was a veteran, a southern democratThey oughta get a rich man to vote like thatSing it...ChorusWell somebody told us Wall Street fellBut we were so poor that we couldn`t tellCotton was short and the weeds were tallBut Mr. Roosevelt`s a gonna save us allWell momma got sick and daddy got downThe county got the farm and they moved to townPappa got a job with the TBAHe bought a washing machine and then a ChevroletSing it...ChorusPlay it...Sing it...ChorusSong, song of the south...Gone, gone with the wind...Song, song of the south.Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth.Song, song of the south.Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth.Sing it...Chorus 2X